Ava, who had been eavesdropping at the door while holding a cup of coffee, rushed toward me desperately when she saw Eric's forehead being hit.
"Seraphina, how could you, you shrew! How can you hit him like that?
His forehead must be so painful!"
Ava looked concerned and wanted to approach and console him, but Eric stopped her.
Ava glared at me hatefully.
"You crazy woman, have you gone mad with greed?
You are sick now and unable to take care of Eric for the rest of his life. Why do you have the audacity to stand on the moral high ground and accuse him?
Even if there is a divorce, you should be the one leaving with nothing!"
Ava, as if to avenge Eric, picked up the broken pieces of the coffee cup on the ground and lunged towards me.
"I'll make you feel the same pain as Eric!" she exclaimed.
As I saw the sharp shard about to touch my skin, I realized the danger and quickly stepped back.
But unexpectedly, she continued to swing it toward me viciously.
She lost her balance and nearly stumbled, and the shard she held happened to land on my calf, slicing through the skin and causing blood to flow out instantly.
My face turned pale.